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Trapped

The room is dark

I can’t see

The air is musty

I can’t breath

The room is small

When I stretch out my hands I can touch the walls

The floor is wet

I can’t sit

My mind is clouded

I can’t think

There is no door

I can’t leave

No window

I can’t escape

I need to call for help

But I can’t make a sound

The walls are so high

I can’t even see the roof

I am trapped!

And the only light I have

Is the hope that somehow

Someone will rescue me.

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I am a girl who is in love with reading, writing and anything that involves a pen and paper.

11 thoughts on “Trapped

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        My wife likes to watch Criminal Minds. What you’ve written here would fit right into any episode of that show. 🙂
        Hope you get out soon.
        Kindness – Robert.

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